39: The Dance Competition

It was an intense two weeks.

Kim and I basically trained as much as possible, making sure to memorize all our choreographies and not to miss a single step or beat.

Alec Cataldi was the host for the program and he very loudly commented to the world that we are one his favorites. Along with Axel and his partner, Monique.

And I have to admit that Axel really was a good dancer. I'm impressed with his strength and how graceful and expressive he could be. His partner was the same, but something about him made him stand out from her.

Kim helped me avoid him, but at least twice a show Axel will try to talk to me. He will ask questions or make comments that I mostly don't answer or give a reaction.

Though before our tango routine from last round he got me really fired up.

But that worked in our favor.

We received a perfect score and the loud cheers of the few people that were allowed as an audience.

Unfortunately, I couldn't invite any of my friends. At least, not yet.

As the rounds went by, we finally made it to semi-final week.

Kim and I were holding hands, supporting each other as we waited if our names would make it as finalists.

"It's been five wonderful rounds since we've been with these ten talented dancers," Alec started, purposely taking his time for the dramatic reveal. "But only five will be competing next round for the big finale!"

There was applause from the crowd as Alec then went to move to the three judges.

A young adult influencer, who got popularity for recreating a lot of dances and even explaining different dances from around the world. She calls herself the Dancing Kween.

One was a professional dancer who retired just a couple of years ago, Marie Lender. She is strict, but gave great constructive criticism which helped Kim and me a lot when preparing for the next show.

And then there's Henri Quittard. He's very… enthusiastic. From what Kim told me, he and his partner were champions for this competition around fifteen years ago.

"Any words before I announce the five finalists?" He asks them.

Dancing Kween clapped her hands, "I think you all are amazing. I mean, you all made it to the semi-finals out of 100 other couples!

"And that is amazing."

Marie nodded calmly.

But Henri took over, "This competition is very demanding. And unlike most dancing competitions, you don't get a week of practice. You only have a few days to pick several choreographies, make sure you let the studio's costume designer know what you need for your next dances, make sure the songs fit the time limit, and choose how the dance floor will look like for your performance.

"Sure, the choreographies have already been performed by other dancers or you could do your own twist of that dance or even create your own choreography, but the studio doesn't provide the choreographers.

"It's all on you, dancers. And that is very impressive."

The audience cheers and from where I was standing I saw Alec pressing his finger against his ear mic.

"Yes, indeed. Very impressive and now, I shall reveal our finalists."

I held my breath as I squeezed Kim's hand.

Three couples were already called.

"Axel and Monique!"

Axel yelled triumphantly as Monique threw herself towards him, her arms wrapping around his neck.

"And finally," Alec dragged out. "Jolene and Kim!"

I grinned as Kim and I hugged each other, before I let go and smiled relieved that our names were finally called.

"And there you go ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Our finalists!" Alec announces.

"We will be waiting for you for our next and final show and have our champion dancing couple!

"Remember, you can still vote for your favorite couple on the number on the screen.

"See you next time. Alec, out!"

We got the signal that we were officially off the air. Kim and I went towards the dressing rooms to get out of our outfits.

Kim was wearing an iconic yellow pachuco zoot suit, while I was wearing a champagne flapper-esque mini-dress.

We separated based on gender and soon it was just me with the other four female finalists.

"I wish they pushed the finale a little longer," Giselle whines. Her partner is Eric, and they are quite the cute dance partners. They're strong points are the classical dances, but still great dancers of other genres. "Gives us more time to practice and think of our routine."

"I can't wait for it to be over," Elise groaned as she started the process of strapping on her black combat boots. "I'm ready to finally start focusing on roller derby."

She and her twin brother, Ludwig, are the dance couple. And I'm not going to lie that seeing them together makes my heart ache and miss my twin even more. But thankfully, I have Adrien to tell him how I feel.

"What about you, Jolene?" Violet asks softly, her cheeks already matching her red hair. Her partner, Hugo, is a charismatic gentle giant. He's only a few centimeters over six feet, and Violet is most likely the same height as Mylène. With a huge height difference, Hugo is able to pull off a lot of lifts and flips with Violet. But Hugo does have a weakness. He's not exactly one of the best dancers. He's a bit stiff, but the audience love them. They have been saved from elimination since the beginning by the fans. It might be the fact that they are the only dance couple that are real couples and they do little things like kissing and the sensual act of Hugo dragging the tip of his nose along Violet's neck.

But who knows how long that's going to last when Axel does similar things to Monique. Not kissing, though it's gotten very close. Making the crowd go wild.

"I would have liked a little more time to practice for the finale, but I do wish for this to be over soon. I like dancing, but I'm not as competitive as Kim."

Monique scoffs as she looks at me, "We all know you could be just as competitive as your partner."

"His energy is contagious," I admitted. "But after this, I have no reason to compete again."

"Why are you competing in the first place?" Elise asks.

"For the prize money," I once again admit. "I really want to donate it to the Ocean Clean Project. And Kim agrees to donate the whole amount to it.

"And when I mean he is competitive, I mean it. The reason why he's competing here is to add another trophy to his wide variety of other trophies."

"Damn," Elise whistles. "Well, I'm just letting you all know that I'm not going to slack off.

"I may not like this competition, but it means a lot to my twin and I'm not going to let him down."

"I think we are all going to give everything we got," Violet says softly. "So no hard feelings?"

"I like winning, just like anyone else," I started, "But I won't mind losing when I know you guys are trying your best. Just like me."

We finally left the locker room and met up with our partners.

The moment I met up with Kim, he immediately started talking about choreographies.

"I know it's too soon, but this is the last show we are talking about," He starts to slow down. "But can we talk later at night? I really think we need to talk about our final round."

I have been clear that we would talk in the mornings and afternoons. But this is the final round…

"Okay, let's talk before dinner," I said as I told him the time and he readily accepted.

Just like the first day after the first round, Kim walked me to my building. Of course, after making sure Axel wasn't following by going towards the subway and waiting for a couple of minutes before going the long way back home.

I felt bad that Kim had to wait for me, but he said that it was fine. It makes him feel heroic that he gets to help me out to avoid bad company.

When we arrived at my building, we said goodbye and immediately Kim started his stopwatch and ran. As I watched him go, I couldn't help a sinking feeling in my stomach.

I don't know what is wrong, but something is. And it's been like that since last week.

I just hope it can be resolved easily when that something pops up.


When I finally got inside my apartment, I texted Adrien that I had arrived.

And immediately he called me.

"Congrats, Jolene," He says, "I knew you were going to make it this far. And I know you are going to win."

I smiled fondly, he kept repeating that after the first show. He's my personal cheerleader.

"Thanks, amore," I replied as I laid down on my couch, glad to finally be off my feet. "It's been a long day and I don't think I'm going to make dinner today."

I sighed in relief as I took off my shoes and socks. "I can order takeout."

"Let me handle it," Adrien insists. "You relax while I set up dinner for us on the roof. How does that sound?"

I hummed, pleased of not doing the work, but then feeling a little guilty.

The competition has been taking a lot of my time. Adrien understands that I'm dead tired by the end of the day, especially when it's the night before the show. So he hasn't visited me during those nights, which I'm both sad and grateful for. As tired as I am, I still love cuddling with Adrien.

I know if I ask him to come over, he'll do it in a heartbeat. But I'll feel guilty that I'm only using him as a pillow. And I know that he will stay with me all night. I can't do that to him.

And also recently, Cat Noir has been doing overtime for a certain principal of ours.

"Are you sure? I know that Mr. Damocles gave you and your partner a hard week."

"Hey, don't worry about it," Adrien said softly. "Actually, I need to tell you what happened yesterday."

Yeah, it didn't escape me that Adrien was acting a little tense when I saw him at school today. And how he was actively staying by my side even more than possible.

Nino started to look at Adrien and me just a little bit differently. And it's started to get me worried, but I didn't have the heart to approach him and ask about it.

"Okay," I replied, nibbling my lower lip, "We are probably going to have a late dinner. Kim and I need to talk before dinner time and I have a feeling it's going to take a while."

"I know I said that it doesn't bother me that Kim talks to you a lot, but do you really need to talk to him tonight?" He huffs.

"It is the finale," I reminded us gently. "Personally, I don't want to, but we are going to have to discuss a lot of what we need to have ready for the studio costume designers and stage props."

"I can't wait to have you all for myself," he sighs.

"Me too," I replied. "See you tonight then."

I wanted to lay down on the couch longer, but I better start soaking my feet with hot water and the epsom salts.

And I could sit on the couch and watch a show while soaking...


I thought that talking to Kim earlier after my soaking would make the phone call end faster, but in the end, we've been talking for over two hours.

And thankfully I found an excuse the moment there was knocking on my door and I looked over to see Cat giving me a playful pout.

"My uncle is calling me for dinner," I easily lied. "Call you tomorrow then."

"Yeah, yeah, sounds great. See ya then," He says and I quickly hang up before he starts talking again.

I sighed dramatically as I made my way towards Cat and wrapped my arms around him.

"Hi," I smiled tiredly. "Nice to see you."

Cat smirked as his hands went from waist to my hips and finally rested on my ass.

"Tonight it's going to be just us," He says as he lets go, only to smoothly move my arms away from him, only to twirl me around.

I giggled as he pressed my back against his chest, his hands wrapped around my wrists as he raised my arms to reach behind his head.

I turn my head trying to catch a glimpse of him, only for him to steal a long deep kiss that took my breath away.

"Dinner is going to get cold," Cat whispers before he lets me go and starts running.

"No fair," I laughed as I ran after him.

Naturally, he won as he was smirking at me from the entrance.

He held out his hand as he leads me to our table, decorated with candles and my speaker playing rock n' roll songs.

And on top of our plates were bags of a French hamburger fast food chain.

"I didn't know I was craving a burger until now," I moaned happily as I kissed his cheek. "This is perfect."

Cat laughed as he pulled out my chair and Eskimo kissed me before pushing me in.

"Only the finest for my little lady," He laughed before he sat down across from me.

And so after the first bite of that juicy meat, I relaxed and temporarily forgot what Cat wanted to talk about.

"So yesterday," Cat started slowly as I was finishing the vanilla milkshake, "Nino and I went out together to play at the arcade yesterday," He put a hand behind his neck. "He suggested that we had some bro time since you were busy with the competition."

He waited for my reaction and I simply blinked a couple of times

"I'm not mad," I said wryly. "I understand."

But I should have known that wasn't the end of the story.

"Um, that's good, but promise me you won't get mad at Nino or anyone else."

I sighed tiredly as I nodded, "What happened?"

And so I learned that Alya was the mastermind of Operation: Surprise Double Date.

Nino confessed everything to Adrien once they were in the privacy of Adrien's car about to drop off Nino at his place.

Alya told Nino to ask Adrien for a guy day out at our favorite arcade pizzeria. It was going to be just them.

Adrien agreed, afterall, it had been a while since the two of them hung out.

So they met up yesterday. They played for over thirty minutes before Alya and Marinette showed up.

Adrien didn't think much of it. Alya said that Marinette finally had some free time after over a week of helping out in her family's bakery after school.

It was a plausible lie that I would have believed.

That arcade is very popular. And everyone in school knows it. It wouldn't be uncommon to encounter classmates there.

And that is where Operation: Double Date officially started. They first played a couple of games that required working as a team.

Then Nino invited them to eat pizza with them. Adrien, of course, didn't think much of it.

And that is when things started to click for Adrien.

They sat in a more secluded booth, and Alya and Nino were talking about how great it was for the four of them being together and Alya made some remarks that it seemed like a double date.

In my mind, I have no doubt that Marinette was a blushing and bubberly mess.

Cat told me that he treated Marinette like he always did and was careful with his words. And even went as far as mentioning how he wished I had joined them so it would be an outing between friends.

But Alya quickly changed the conversation and asked if Adrien was interested in dating in general and if he had a type.

"And that is where I had to come clean, or at least let them know of what I thought," Cat sighed as he held my hands.

"I told them that dating wasn't in my mind. Afterall, I have a very busy schedule and I would feel bad to not give quality time to whoever I decided to date.

"But Alya was very insistent that I describe what kind of girl I would be interested in dating.

"So all I said was I want a girl who sees me as an equal and doesn't just see me as the supermodel.

"I want a girl who knows all of me and doesn't want to date me because of my father's brand or my career because I want to be able to talk to her freely about all my thoughts."

As soon as he said that to them, Alya didn't bother to ask that anymore. But he said that he noticed that Marinette kept staring at him and looked like she was lost in her thoughts.

But still I did not understand why I would get mad at anyone.

I was a little annoyed with Alya, but her behavior didn't surprise me. She is trying to help her best friend get together with her crush. Can't blame her for trying.

And I had no doubt Nino didn't want to upset his girlfriend. It hurt a little that he's trying to set Marinette and Adrien together without telling me (his other best friend), but I'm not going to hold it against him.

"So after pizza, we decided to call it a day and I took everyone a ride home.

"But I made sure to drop off Nino last."

And there is where he dropped the bombshell.

"I told Nino I have fallen in love with you."

"What?!" I stood up as I started to pace across the roof, my hands starting to tap against my chest. "You- you know that we aren't supposed to let anyone know yet," I started.

"Nino is going to tell Alya-"

Cat stood in front of me and held my shoulders.

My hands kept on my comfort stimming, but Cat locked gazes with me. I saw him moving his lips and possibly talking.

Then I saw him take deep breaths and exhaling slowly, his breath warmly caressing my cheeks.

I copied him and slowly I relaxed.

"Feel better?" He asked softly as he grabbed my hands and rubbed circles on the back of them with his thumbs.

I nodded and I squeezed his hands.

"I'm sorry for reacting like that," I said, feeling ashamed.

I remember when someone upset me when I was younger, they would be upset in return. They tried to calm me down, but the only ones who knew how to help me stop stimming would be my parents.

I remember the panicked faces they would make and how they would be walking on eggshells after I had calmed down. I tried to tell the cousins that witnessed my episode they shouldn't treat me differently because of it, but they were blunt.

They didn't want to hang around me just in case whatever they thoughtlessly say could accidentally trigger an episode. They weren't going to avoid me completely, but they weren't going to invite me to hang out when there's a gathering.

It hurt, but I'm glad they told me instead of watching them just detach themselves from me. I knew the reason and it gave me a peace of mind.

We were still on good terms, just decided it was best to not be hanging out with those specific cousins.

"There's nothing you need to apologize," He starts, "I should be the one apologizing. I made you upset. And that's the last thing I want to do to you, my love."

"But I don't want you to feel that you can't tell me… strong news," I sighed.

He didn't say anything and instead hugged me, laying my head against his chest.

"I thought we both agreed that we were going to be honest, no matter what our reactions are going to be," He says.

"So don't apologize again for reacting because I understand why it happens."

I felt my eyes watering and I didn't trust my voice yet so I nodded.

I felt him kiss the top of my head before pulling me away and cupped my face with his hands.

"Nino knows that I love you, but he doesn't know that we are in a relationship," He says softly. Then he smiles so brightly that it was contagious. "And he said that he thinks that we would be a perfect couple." He chuckled wryly, "He even warned me that if I break your heart, he was going to defend your honor."

I giggled, "I'm happy to hear that."

He moved his hands so he could grab my hands again, and then he kissed my knuckles, "I don't know what Nino is going to do, but at least he knows that I love you before hearing it from someone else."

"If Nino asks how I feel about you… I'm not going to lie either," I said softly. "But we do have to take our time to make it official."

He frowns as he squeezes my hands, "How much longer?"

I sighed, "I don't know. I hate waiting too, especially how Alya and Marinette are putting in a lot of work to get you to notice her…"

I took a deep breath to control my emotions, but Cat had the audacity to laugh.

I gave him a look, and he quickly coughed, but smirking at me.

I rolled my eyes, but smiled wryly at him.

But then I frowned, "If it were up to me, I would kiss you in front of the entire school.

"However," I trailed slowly, seeing Cat's hopeful eyes diminishing, "I don't want to shatter Marinette's heart. And I know that will make her the perfect victim for an Akuma."

And who knows what would happen if she did become akumatized. She's the holder of the Ladybug Miraculous. Hawkmoth would already have half of what he needs.

But that's the thing, what could be possible to achieve by getting both of them? Plagg hasn't said anything and I don't want to make him break whatever rules kwamis have.

"You're… right, like always," He sighs wryly. "If we can prevent someone from becoming Akumatized, then at least we are doing something to stop Hawkmoth."

I nodded silently as I went to hug him.

His arms immediately wrapped around me, his chin resting on top of my head.

We didn't say anything for a long time as we simply held each other. Afterall, sometimes that is all that we need to feel loved unconditionally.


There wasn't much time to dwell on Nino knowing that Adrien loves me.

Because we had to learn five dances (six for girls). The school allowed Kim and I to ditch and use the dance studio at the school while it's not in use.

We were just finished going over one of the more fast paced dances. I sat on the floor as we recovered our breath.

Kim offered me a water bottle and I accepted as he sat down next to me.

"Hey, Jolene?" He says as he wipes his forehead with a towel.

I continued to look at him waiting for him to continue.

His already flushed face flushed even more as he clears his throat, "We make a pretty good team."

I nodded, "I'm just glad school is giving us a lot of time to practice." I groaned and gave him a stink eye, "You are so lucky you aren't going to learn another choreography."

He laughed, "Well, the studio did say why it's like that."

Fan service.

Ugh. They gave us the call the day after the last show. They released a poll a while ago and said that the viewers would like to see the girls do a solo dance routine, rather than the boys.

In a different poll, the studio put a series of 'exotic' genres and Bollywood came out to be the more popular one.

In short, I had to quickly think of a Bollywood song and everything else within two hours and send it to the studio.

So yeah, I really didn't have time to interact with anyone else. Except for Adrien, for obvious reasons, but even then, I'm so tired that we just cuddle silently on the couch. We'd turn on the TV and watch it. About twenty minutes in, sleep takes over me.

I told him to not visit after the first night it happened, but he really insisted on it.

"I like to take care of you," He said as he sat on my bed, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Because I know you would do the same for me."

I smiled wryly, "I might not be able to carry you, but I'll make sure you'll be comfortable."

He laughed and said that it was fair. He would never expect me to carry him… unless I suddenly gained powers.

A funny thought.

Me, with powers? Fat chance.

"Do you want to practice that now?" Kim's voice brought me out of my thoughts. "I haven't seen the routine you picked out."

I sighed, but nodded as I grabbed my phone and put on the next song, 'Aaja Nachle'.

I've heard this song with my sister before, back when I was in dance class in California. We had a Bollywood unit where we learned different dances and songs, but this song was one of my favorites.

My sister actually learned to sing perfect Hindi and she taught me in the following year.

Of course, to conserve energy for the dance, I'm only lip syncing as I am dancing.

When I was done, I was breathing a little heavier as I looked at Kim.

Kim's jaw was dropped before I quickly closed it for him.

"So… what's the verdict?" I asked, feeling a little self conscious as Kim's eyes traveled all over me.

"You are definitely going to win the girls," He said as he stood up to be in front of me.

"Jolene, I don't think I'm going to have the guts to say it later, so I'm going to say it now," He grabbed my hands as he looked directly into my eyes. "I like you, Jolene. Like you as more than just a dance partner or… friend."

I did not expect that. At all.

I carefully took my hands away from him and took a step back, "Umm, Kim, that's-"

For the life of me, I didn't know what to say next without being very mean.

And already I could feel Kim's energy started to get negative.

"Your confession," I started again, trying to say something that I could fix later, "Is not the best timing."

Kim's negativity turned to confusion, which is a start.

"I'm sorry, but right now, we should focus on winning," I continued. "But let's make a deal."

"I'm listening," Kim said softly.

"Right now, let's continue like normal dance partners. And when the show ends, whether we win or lose, you can tell me again after we leave the studio.

"How does that sound?"

Kim smiled crookedly, "Yeah. I like that."

"Then it's a deal," I offered my hand for him to shake. And he grabbed it firmly, shaking it before slowly letting it go.

"Umm, so… you want to go over the last routine?"

Hesitantly, I nodded as Kim got the music ready.

I am so not ready to tell Adrien, but I have to say it the moment we are alone. And I know he is not going to like it.


Kim kissed my cheeks before we parted ways, something that wasn't unusual since last week, but now I couldn't help noticing the way his lips lingered a second more than it was appropriate.

I'm probably overthinking, but can you blame me?

The last thing I want is someone crushing over me when I am already perfectly in love and in a relationship with someone else.

I understand that girls are crushing over Adrien, I mean, me of all girls, understand why.

But me?

Axel doesn't count. He'll be interested in any girl.

And I have no idea why suddenly he got over his crush on Chloé and put his attention on me.

"Hi, my love," Cat greets me with a kiss as he smoothly sits down next to me on the couch, my feet still soaking. "Need a massage?" He grabbed one of my legs and raised it to lie over his lap, grabbed the towel I had on my lap and started to dry them. "Any longer they would be even prunier," He teases as he gently pinches my big toe and wiggles it.

I laughed at the tickling sensation and gathered my courage to say what I needed to let him know.

"Amore," I started, but I suppressed a moan as he did start massaging my feet, just the way I like it. "There- there's something I need you to know."

"What is it?" He asks as he unfortunately stops and gives me his whole attention.

I nibbled my lower lip before just blurting, "Kim confessed that he like-likes me and I told him that I can't answer that until after the competition."

Cat blinked a couple of times before I saw him frowning, "He confessed? Today?"

I nodded slowly, "I'm going to turn him down, but it will happen after the competition."

He didn't say anything for a while and instead made me sit on his lap, my back against his chest.

He spread my legs over his, our knees touching on the sides and immediately I could feel the familiar tingling of anticipation on my clit as his hands slid down my inner thighs.

"I know you are going to turn him down," He says. "But I think… you have to be careful about it."

"Huh?" I asked intelligently.

"He might get Akumatized if you are too harsh, and he'll try to get you. Just like Don Juan did to you," He mumbles as his chin rests on my shoulder.

I leaned my head against his, understanding where he's coming from.

"I don't want him to be Akumatized either, but how can I turn him down gently? Right now, finishing the competition is just an excuse to delay his reaction, but I have no idea what to say when the time comes," I said softly as I placed my hands over his.

I could hear him growl, startling me as he grabs my thighs tightly, his claws causing a slight, but not unwelcome pain.

I think I need to calm down on my BDSM erotica books on my kindle…

"You'll have to go on a date with him," He sounded constipated as he said it out loud. "But it has to be a horrible date where it's no one's fault and he loses interest in you."

"I think that could work," I said slowly. "That way nobody gets hurt. And we can still be good friends."

His lips started to gently pepper my neck with wet kisses as he grabbed my wrists and pulled them above my head.

"I feel lonely, ma minette," He says softly. "I want to feel your desire."

I shivered as his voice changed with lust.

"I only desire you, amore," I whispered as I reached for the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of his soft hair. "You are the only one to make me desire a man."

Before he could say anything, I started to move my hips up and down, side to side. Making sure to create friction against a hardening member. The thin material of my yoga pants is able to feel the heat of his hard cock.

Immediately he let go of one of my wrists and immediately placed a hand under my pants, his claws fingers immediately dipping inside my wet folds.

I moaned in pleasure as he finally pressed my throbbing clit.

"You're not wearing panties," He smirks against my neck. "Good girl."

I mewled as he started to rub my clit.

"I- I want to kiss- kiss you," I manage to say.

He sadly stopped as he let me sit up, but before I could sit down again, I grabbed his hidden crotch zipper and quickly unzipped it.

He hissed as I grabbed his boner to let it stand up proud and tall in the air.

And I kneeled down and gave the tip a kiss as I stared into Cat's lust filled eyes.

I stared at him as I grabbed my hair tie and pulled my hair back into a high ponytail.

I licked my lips, gathering saliva in my mouth before finally taking his dick. His hands went to the back of my head, gently grabbing my hair as I sucked him, tasting the saltiness of his precum as his tip hit all the way the back of my throat.

My jaw started to hurt so I stopped as I wiped the corner of my lips of our mixed DNA.

I stood up before sitting on his lap, feeling his wet dick sticking on my clothed crotch.

I grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. My tongue feeling everything in his mouth, his own tongue doing the same with mine.

I could feel his claws digging into my thighs, making me hiss.

"Did I hurt you?" Cat asks softly.

I shook my head as a devious thought came to me.

"Rip my pants," I told him seriously.

Immediately, his face turned red.

"Wh-what? Now?" He squeaks.

I smiled coyly, feeling risqué.

"I want to feel your heat with mine, my love," My voice a sultry velvet as my fingers tease the base of his ears. "But no penetration. At least, not tonight.

"Think of it as practice for when the time comes for the real love making," I whispered into his ear.

Immediately, I felt his claws. With a simple pull, the cloth ripped, leaving my pussy exposed and cold. But I didn't waste time as I leaned forward and felt his hot cock.

We both moaned as we kissed, our hands roaming our bodies.

Then I started moving my hips.

My lower lips were slick with my juices, the folds easily hugging his cock.

It felt so good.

I jumped more on his lap, my folds sliding up and down the entire length of his hard cock. I went faster, while Cat rocked his hips, his girth falling deeper into my folds.

But then his tip touched my clit and I moaned louder, my fingernails digging into his back. Cat grunted as his teeth nipped along my neck and shoulder, pressing wet kisses along the path.

"Yes! Yes!" I screamed. Cat hit that spot again and again until I finally orgasm, my legs trembling with waves of pleasure, as my back arched.

Cat held me tightly as he continued to rock his hips until he came with a guttural growl and smacked my ass a lot harder than usual.

Then I fell over him as I wrapped my arms around him, still feeling the after waves of pleasure.

Cat held me close to him, his hands kneading my butt cheeks, a small pain lingered, but in a good way.

"Are you okay?" He manages to ask.

I hummed as I kissed his neck, "More than okay. What about you?"

He chuckled, "Same."

Then carefully set me next to him. I watched him put his soft cock into his suit, feeling a little… empty not that I don't feel his warmth anymore.

But then I noticed that his crotch area had a familiar bulge.

I looked at his blushing face with a coy smile.

"How about we go to my bedroom?"

He immediately pulled me up and scurried to my room.

One thing I'm glad about is that my next door neighbors are deaf without their hearing aids.

We moaned a lot louder than previous nights, but we still haven't penetrated.

But I'm sure that's going to change very soon.


Omake 26

The more I think, I couldn't help wondering why Chloé didn't have that much of an impact on my heart as before.

But it changed rhythm when I got near Jolene. And it kept doing that for days, to a week. It was then I realized that I fell in love with Jolene.

And if I compared her to Chloé, Jolene definitely was a better match for me.

She's athletic and competitive.

A natural beauty who doesn't need makeup to look so gorgeous.

And it's a bonus that she's nice and already good friends with my friends.

She was perfect.

But…

"Are you sure she wants to date you?" Max asks me after I told him what happened today. "Afterall, she is delaying her response."

I groaned, "She's doing it because she's right. I shouldn't have confessed to her until after the competition.

"We need to focus on winning and dating would be a big distraction."

"That is true. Adding feelings would make winning a little bit more troublesome," Max says as he fixes his glasses. "But you do have to be prepared that Jolene may not accept going out with you."

"Huh? Why'd you say that?" I frown.

"There is a 50 percent chance that she may not like you back," Max told me calmly. "But for now, I think it is best for you two to focus on the competition.

"You want that trophy, don't you?"

I nodded as I looked at the empty shelf where I already knew where that trophy was going to be placed once I'm able to take it home.

I'm just glad Jolene doesn't want it and let me keep it.

"We are so going to win," I grinned.

"Based on my analysis, you and Jolene do have the highest chance of winning. But you are tied with Team Axel and Monique for that position.

"You both are equally as talented and a fan favorite." He says.

I nodded, taking that into consideration.

"But," Max continued, "But if what you said is true. Jolene is undeniably the crowd favorite when it comes to female dancers and the solo dance will raise up your percentage of winning."

I'm not surprised. I just know we are going to win!


AN: Merry late Christmas! And a Happy New Year!

Sorry for the late update but I keep blushing as I write my more... spicy moments between Jolene and Adrien. Hope that I'm not failing to keep it erotic and sorry if it's weird!

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Special Note to guest or anyone interested about I Bring In the Lightning: I don't know when I'm going to update, but I do want to continue that story. I have so many ideas for it, just need to rewatch TFP to make it better. But it will take time. How long? Even I don't know. Though I do miss writing about Anya. She's so badass in my mind. If you know, you know.